The Good with the Bad

And the pendulum swings...
Yesterday was a great day with amazing news, and then around six last night Bill became really sick. Really sick! He vomited seven times in an hour and a half, and had diarrhea in between. He thinks he maybe had a bout with food poisoning, I think he had a bout with a beast called, cancer. I was on the phone with nurse triage line from the City of Hope trying to see what I could do. Her first advice was to put a cold wash cloth on his head... in other words, there wasn't much I could do. She called his doctor and they called in a prescription that he could take under his tongue, so it would stay down. He couldn't take pain medication during the fiasco because water even came back up. He was literally writhing in pain and couldn't lie down comfortably, so he was sitting, standing, rolling, curling up in a ball, etc. It was quite acrobatic. By this time it was eight and I was keeping Tyler awake in the event that I would have to take him to Target to get a prescription filled. A wired child is better than a crying one. Thankfully, Debbie (from my school) and I were texting and she offered to run and get the meds so Bill wouldn't be alone. I am ever so grateful! That was a huge relief and saved my mental stamina. Once he took the pill, the nauseousness was gone, but the pain was still there. At least he could take his pain pills which helped a little. The Ambien I gave him at least let him get some rest last night. As for me... well, that's a different story.